Hey guys!!! Ethan again! Decided to post part two! Hope you guys enjoy! Stay tuned for part three!

Click. Click. Click.
    Fingers smacking down on little letter icons on a silver rectangle.
Click. Click. Click.
    Another girl on the other end eagerly awaiting a response.
Click. Click. Click.
    SEND.
    Laughter. Brown hair shaking around on a pure white pillow on a pale pink bed. Golden brown eyes gazing down on a glowing blue screen.
    Haley laughed again at another message sent by her friend, Liz. She typed a reply, sent it, and tossed the phone down on the striped blanket. Haley loved how the thin stripes of hot pink shone in comparison to the thick, pale ones.
CREEEEAAAK.
A white door cracking open. An older woman, walking in. Dark brown hair and sharp green eyes. A tear-stained face. The whisper of a single name.
Haley.
"Hey, mom. What's wrong?"
"Oh, honey."
Haley's mother looking down. A silent cry of pain emanating off her whole self.
"What? What is it?"
Haley perking up. Staring, with big, gold, innocent eyes. Waiting. Waiting.
What could it be?
"It's...it's your father."
Haley leaping off her bed, her dinging phone silent in a ringing head.
"What!? What is it!?"
A daddy's girl, through and through.
"He...he's dead." Tears, now a consistent stream, pouring, pouring. A lake under their own feet. Haley imagined a boat crash, one crash resulting in nothing but destruction and water...water everywhere. It wasn't a boat crash, though. "It was a car accident, on his way home from work..."
Silence. Hanging in the air like knives tied with thin string.
Pink. Pink everywhere. Haley, hiding under her pink blanket.
Silence again. Knowing what to say, but not being able to say it.
CREEEAAAAK. The door shutting. Haley was alone.
Alone.
She thought that she had it all figured out. She thought she could make it without even trying. She thought she had the world in the palm of her hand.
She was wrong.
Now, with a single crash, she was left alone.
Alone.